ya lives Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side You can love it (jeah aye) you can hate it (jeah aye) You can want it (jeah aye
be like Kujo, I be like Cecil Fists rockin like "ADRIIIAN!" We come through like "Superfriends!" Tick-tock, tick-tock, it's six o'clock And the party won't stop
'msayin? Just shit talkin [Da Brat] And don't know a motherfuckin thing But, we gon', we gon' gather all these niggaz from Chicago [Da Brat] Hehe, Da
gonna die And we make our choices Doing what wee think is good We deny our own dreams 'Cause we think we've been told we should We think we've been told we
You get hurt up, word up, Jam-med like Pearl Knock off from blood clot puff on the rough block Or I peep my man, Rockafella, it don't stop Chorus: On
like Kujo, I be like Cecil Fists rockin like "ADRIIIAN!" We come through like "Superfriends!" Tick-tock, tick-tock, it's six o'clock And the party won't stop
East Coast We got it in a smash, so it's no need to boast Bogart your block with the Brakalak bop 'll have your whole mass yellin out (Don't stop!) This
times unnecessary I'm gettin' worried Teardrops and closed caskets The three strikes law is drastic And certain death for us ghetto bastards What can we do when we
Kujo, I be like Cecil Fists rockin like "ADRIIIAN!" We come through like "Superfriends!" Tick-tock, tick-tock, it's six o'clock And the party won't stop